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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 15
Monday 1 November 2021
Nobody likes Mondays. Thankfully, Mondays weren't quite as awful for the boys of dorm 1.09 as they had been the previous couple of years. For most, the most tedious part was the double period of Maths before lunch. While they missed having Mr Beecham as their Maths teacher, Mr Hunter still made the lessons moderately enjoyable, so in the grand scheme of things it could have been a lot worse.
Having the day end on a double period of Drama (the subject, not just their own `drama') with Mr Trent was always something they looked forward to as well, easily taking the sting off of the beginning of each new week.
Today though seemed especially pleasant amongst the boys. David had convinced James to sit with them at breakfast, allowing him to begin to reconnect with his old friends, having distanced himself from them since leaving the dorm. They had all seemed to like having their old friend back, happily chatting with him about life in Year 11. Danny and Chris had woken up wrapped up in each other, their recently-separated bunks returned to their conjoined state, returning a slight hint of normality. Mike had not inflicted his usual morning crankiness on anyone and, in fact, seemed positively cheerful. The positive atmosphere had continued throughout the day and by the end of last period, the peace had remained unbroken as they headed for dinner.
With dinner out of the way, half the dorm headed off for football practice, keen to get back into it after their tie against Moderna Academy the previous day. Rob had headed off for a date with Luke, while David had disappeared up to the second floor to spend some more time with James, which left only Nicky and Chris without plans.
As soon as they were alone in the dorm, Nicky looked to Chris and demanded, "What did Danny tell you? What happened yesterday? Did they, like... replace Mikey with a duplicate or something? He seems like a different person!"
Chris snorted with laughter at the obvious urgency of Nicky's questions, having clearly been on his mind all day. He shook his head then shrugged. "I know as much as you do. Apparently, Mikey was a bitch, Danny benched him, they made up. Beyond that... who knows!"
"Danny does. That's who!" Nicky insisted, then gave a wry grin. "Speaking of Danny..." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. As Chris rolled his eyes, Nicky added, "Seems like the bed thing worked out well! Everything... good?"
Chris pursed his lips thoughtfully for a moment and nodded slightly as he said, "I think so. I mean, we've just been, like... normal today... old normal, not like `year nine' normal which has totally NOT been normal! I guess we haven't really had a chance to talk yet!"
"Mmmyeah, sounds a bit like me and Mikey!" Nicky said with a slight head bob.
Chris smiled as he said, "We have GOT to stop calling him Mikey!"
"I could slap you every time you say it, if it'll help!" Nicky offered cheekily.
Chris shrugged, smirked and said, "Depends where you're slapping me!" He turned to aim his butt at the other boy.
"Ha!" Nicky cackled. "You're really leaning into this whole `friends with benefits' thing, aren't ya!"
"Hey, I'm just glad to have friends!" Chris replied, then frowned at himself and said, "Wow, that came out SO much more dramatic than I meant it to!"
"I know right. Proper drama queen moment!" Nicky sniggered. He sighed slightly as he said, "I've got diving later, but I was thinking maybe I'd try and grab Mikey after football to see if we can talk. Ya know, get him while the mood is still... not nuclear!"
Chris sniggered at the choose of words and nodded as he said, "Sounds like a good idea!"
"Good, cos you're coming with me!" Nicky insisted. As he heard a groan from Chris, he insisted, "He's been as off with you as he has with me!"
"Yeah, but YOU'RE the one who dumped him!" Chris argued.
"Please," Nicky pleaded softly.
Chris cocked his head as he looked at his ex-boyfriend. He couldn't resist the pathetic expression, even though he knew Nicky was really exaggerating it. "Fine," he huffed, "But... before that I want some of those... benefits you talked about!"
"Oh, no... please don't make me have sex with you..." Nicky said sarcastically as Chris grinned back at him. "Oh, guess what," he said with a sudden grin. As Chris pouted and shook his head with a shrug, Nicky explained, "Yesterday, I... hooked up with a guy!"
"New boyfriend perhaps?" Chris asked with an excitable grin as he stood up, ready to undress.
"Nah, JUST a hook-up!" Nicky insisted as he stood too. "His name's Albie, he's in Year 10!"
"Oh, older guy! Noice!" Chris nodded approvingly, then looked momentarily quizzical as he said, "Wait, you mean Albie as in, Albert Watson?"
"Yeah," Nicky said, looking mildly concerned. "Why? You know him?"
A huge grin spread across Chris' face. "Nah," he said, shaking his head. "But one time I did see him make his own brother cum... on stage!"
"What... how did... why would... when..." Nicky stuttered as Chris giggled at the understandable shock. He shook his head, sighed and said, "This place is SO weird sometimes! Anyway, shut up and get naked!"
"Pfft, you're not the boss of me!" Chris scoffed.
Nicky grabbed the front of Chris' t-shirt, pulled him into a momentary kiss then pulled the t-shirt off and shoved Chris so he fell back onto a sofa.
"I mean... hey boss!" Chris grinned.
"Shut up," Nicky chuckled as he climbed on, straddling Chris.
"Yes boss," Chris smirked. He watched as Nicky grabbed his own t-shirt and pulled it up over his head and tossed it aside. Raising a hand to stroke the slender hip, Chris smiled sweetly and said, "You didn't even hesitate!"
Nicky didn't reply verbally, he just smiled, feeling proud of his own progress before he leaned down to kiss Chris again. Eventually Nicky's lips began to move aside, kissing their way around Chris' jawline before making their way up to nibble on his ear, when he whispered, "Can I fuck you?"
"You're the boss!" Chris smirked back at him.
Nicky frowned a little as he pulled back.
Chris wasn't sure what exactly had bothered Nicky about the comment, but something had so he took the other boy's hand and said, "I mean... yes, I WANT you to fuck me!"
Nicky smiled and leaned in for another quick kiss before he climbed off, the two of them quickly shucking the rest of their clothes. As Chris flopped back onto the sofa, laying sideways, he pulled his legs back as he spread them, revealing his hole. Applying a generous glob of lube to Chris' hole, Nicky started working his large erection in. Despite the fact he had fucked Chris numerous times, he was still slow and cautious as he slowly worked his way deeper, always conscious how easy it was to cross the line from pleasured pain to just outright painful pain. The happy moans from Chris made it clear he was keeping to the right side of the line.
"You remember when I couldn't even take it?" Chris asked, smiling wistfully.
"Yeah, back before you became as much of a slut as Danny!" Nicky joked.
Chris stared, jaw agape in mock annoyance. "Rude!" he snapped playfully.
Nicky shrugged. "Come on, you know `slut' isn't an insult around here!" he said with a grin as he slid into Chris once again.
"Fair point," Chris said quietly. "But still... I've not been with THAT many guys!"
"Oh really? What's your number?" Nicky asked playfully. "Not counting the guys from our dorm!"
"Phew, that cuts the number a bit," Chris grinned before letting out a shuddery moan as Nicky hit a sensitive spot. "Erm... lemme think... I guess I... fooled around with Brian a bit in the early days, before we realised we're not like that together."
"Kinda hot, but go on," Nicky grinned.
"I've... kinda done stuff with Joseph too, I guess," Chris said, getting another smile from Nicky. "There were the... guys at half-term, and no, I'm not saying any more than that about them!" he continued.
"Aww, you're no fun," Nicky pouted.
"There's Kyle, obviously," Chris said with a slight pout, which earned him a supportive stroke on the leg from Nicky. "There's been a couple of guys in the showers, like, one-time things. Harry and... ugh, what was it?"
"Wow, don't even know their names? That's slutty," Nicky mumbled playfully.
"Caleb!" Chris snapped, pouting, though it quickly changed to a gasp as Nicky thrust into him hard.
"Are we... counting guys at Kinkswood when I was mummified or playing Edge Roulette?" Chris asked curiously.
"Nah, Kinkswood doesn't count. Everyone does everyone!" Nicky smirked.
"There was a year nine class when me and Danny were doing a punishment last year that got pretty handsy, but I guess they don't REALLY count either," Chris shrugged. "So that only leaves..." he paused, realising what he was about to say, his defences down a little thanks to the large cock impaling him.
"Leaves... who?" Nicky asked eyes flashing wildly as he started increasing the pace of his thrusts.
Chris sighed as he said, "If I tell you this stuff... you tell NOBODY. EVER. Got it?"
"Oh, fuck, this sounds good!" Nicky said excitedly, still fucking eagerly. "Agreed!"
"So I may have done some things with... Mr Beecham!" Chris said, blushing a little.
"Wow, big shock!" Nicky smirked. Between the half-term they had spent together that Chris wouldn't spill the secrets on and the many hours they had spent together during swimming training, Nicky had simply assumed things had happened anyway.
"And... Mr Trent!" Chris added shyly.
"Shut the fuck up!" Nicky exclaimed, stopping dead, mid-thrust as he stared open-mouthed at Chris.
"And..." Chris started, gulping nervously.
"There's more?" Nicky asked, trembling slightly in anticipation.
Chris stared the other boy dead in the eye for a moment, took a deep breath and finally just said the word, "Blane!"
"You... you and..." Nicky stuttered, then let out a groan as he began to shoot his load inside Chris, despite remaining motionless. "Fuck, FUCK, oh GOD!" Nicky yelped out, collapsing a little onto Chris.
"Safe to say you like the thought," Chris smirked as he stared at Nicky's blushing face.
Once Nicky regained his composure, and both boys had quickly cleaned up, they lay down together on one of the sofas as Chris recounted the stories of his encounters with the three adults. Chris had seemed most reluctant to share details of his time with Blane, but after Nicky (slightly tearfully) talked about how he had felt a physical attraction to his own twin, Chris had seemed more comfortable opening up fully.
"Thank you," Nicky whispered after they had lay in silence for a few moments. "Sharing that stuff, it's..." he paused and sighed, "I know it takes a lot of trust!"
"Well I trust you, ex or not," Chris said, "And... I dunno," he said with a slight shrug. "I've been a bit down recently cos I've felt kind of alone, but... I'm really not, am I?"
"Nope," Nicky insisted, kissing Chris' cheek playfully. "And never will be!"
Chris grabbed him in a brief hug, then glanced across at the clock and said, "Wanna head over to the Sports Complex? Might be able to grab Mikey early!"
Nicky quickly reached down and slapped Chris' butt hard. "You said Mikey!" he said with a grin as Chris stared at him in shock.
"Ha, okay," Chris said as he stood up. He bent over with his butt to Nicky, looked back at him and said, "Mikey Mikey Mikey Mikey Mikey!"
By the time they had left the Home Building to go find Mike, Nicky was still giving Chris occasional slaps on his behind. As they wandered near the football pitches, Danny spotted them and ran over, grinning eagerly.
After greeting both boys with a hug, Danny asked, "You guys okay?"
Chris nodded as he said, "Yeah, we were... just planning on talking to Mikey." He received an immediate slap to his behind.
Danny looked back and forth between the two, smirking for a moment before he frowned and asked, "Oh, is this... THE talk?"
Chris and Nicky exchanged nervous looks then nodded.
Danny gave a sharp intake of breath, then said, "Good luck... although you definitely picked a good day for it." He turned to look round to the team who were running drills and yelled out, "CORBYN, GET OVER HERE!"
Mike immediately broke away from the team, who burst into teasing `oohs' as it sounded like he was in trouble. "Oh!" he said as he spotted the two boys standing with Danny. "Everything... okay?" he asked nervously.
As Danny walked back, passing him, he replied, "It will be!" He leaned in close and whispered, "Keep your cool and be honest. Ya got this!"
"Thanks!" Mike whispered back before heading to the other two. "Hey," he said timidly.
"Come on," Nicky said, putting an arm around the shorter boy. "Let's talk!"
Mike just nodded as he let the other two lead him away. As they reached a spot far enough away from the pitches to allow them to talk privately, they all sat down – Mikey cross-legged and hunched over, Chris stretched out resting back on his elbows and Nicky cross-legged and resting back on one hand.
"So... what did Danny tell you?" Mike asked nervously.
"Nothing," Nicky said, shaking his head as he shrugged slightly. "It just... well it seemed like you might be more... open to talking!"
"Yeah, things are..." Mike started, then paused, frowning to himself a little. "... a bit clearer," he finished quietly.
"So things have been... unclear, have they?" Nicky asked, focusing carefully on his breathing. One of the many issues he had been working to resolve was his abject avoidance of conflict and right now he was fighting the urge to run, worried about what might be about to happen.
Mike looked from Nicky to Chris and then back down at his hands as he nodded silently.
"I think maybe I should start anyway," Nicky said, taking a deep breath in and exhaling slowly as he waited for Mike to look up. "If that's okay?"
Mike nodded again.
"I... did a really stupid thing!" Nicky confessed. "I realised I had all these... issues to deal with and... instead of leaning on the two most important people in my life, I panicked and pushed you both away and I've regretted it every single second since!"
Silence hung heavily in the air between them all, eventually broken by Chris who said, "I get it. You run, it's what you do... or... DID, I suppose. It sucks. You suck. But..." he shrugged, "It's behind us, right?" He looked to Mike.
Mike just nodded silently again.
The silence returned for a few moments until Nicky prompted, "Mikey?" He immediately frowned and shook his head, "Sorry, Mike, sorry!"
"I don't care," Mike said, still staring down at his hands. He waited a few moments and added, "I'm not bothered about the... the... issues and... and running away and stuff!"
Nicky frowned, a little confused. "Then, what..."
"You said you're scared of me!" Mike said, finally looking up, tears welling in his eyes. He stared for a moment, his jaw quivering before he added, "That's the problem!" He looked to Chris and added, "With both of you!"
"Me?" Chris exclaimed in shock. "I never said that!"
"No, but he did!" Mike said, pointing to Nicky. "And I trust him. He's right. He's, like... always right, so if he says he's scared of me then that means that there IS something to be scared of and that means I'm dangerous... to both of you... and... and I don't... wanna... hurt anyone!" He descended into helpless sobs as he buried his face in his hands.
Nicky and Chris stared at each other, both looking a little pale at the revelation. After a few moments, Chris moved to Mike's side and went to put an arm around him.
"No!" Mike yelped, jumping aside, but he quickly huffed at himself and forced himself back into position beside Chris. "Sorry," he sniffed.
"Mike, I'm so sorry," Nicky said softly, shuffling a little closer. "I... did say that and... I know part of it's because of my whole... being scared of fighting or whatever, but, there were things... that happened!"
"Like what?" Mike snapped, scowling despite the tears streaking his cheeks. "You mean punching the twat who said Josh SHOULD HAVE JUMPED? What should I have done? Written a strongly worded letter?"
Chris snorted with laughter and as he got a glare from Nicky he mumbled, "What? That was funny!"
"Fine," Nicky sighed at Chris, then looked back to Mike as he went on, "Yeah, okay, I guess that was... reasonable!" Nicky thought for a moment and asked, "But what about my mates back home?"
"They're not your mates!" Mike growled instantly.
"No, not anymore. Not after you kicked the shit out of them over... some daft comments!" Nicky said accusingly.
Mike went to reply, but stopped himself, closing his mouth before he said anything.
"Yeah, see. Not completely wrong, was I?" Nicky said, feeling a little less guilty now.
"They totally deserved it," Mike muttered.
"Why?" Nicky demanded, shaking his head.
Mike huffed a little and said, "I... can't tell you!"
"Why?" Nicky repeated.
"I just... can't. Okay!" Mike insisted firmly.
Chris sat looking back and forth between the other two boys, worried things were about to get more heated. "Could you... maybe tell me? Then I could say whether I think you had good reason!" he suggested to Mike, then looked to Nicky and asked, "You trust my judgment, right?"
Nicky frowned and nodded as Mike did the same. He stood up and turned to walk away. He kept his back to the others as they spoke quietly for a few moments, pacing back and forth.
"FUCK!" Chris suddenly yelped.
Nicky turned and rushed back as he demanded, "What? What was it?"
"Mate!" Chris said, shaking his head in disbelief at Mike. Turning to Nicky he just said, "Yeah, he was right to do what he did. Believe me! If I was there I'd have done a lot worse!"
"What... but... I..." Nicky stuttered, his gaze flitting back and forth between the others. "Come on, you've gotta tell me!"
"No!" Mike snapped. "Just... you can't be friends with them anymore, okay!"
"Okay," Nicky nodded, then knelt down in front of Mike and said, "And I get that you're trying to protect me," he looked to Chris and added, "Right?" He got a nod and looked back to Mike. "But... if they said something bad enough about me to affect you like this, I... I want to know!"
"You don't!" Mike said, shaking his head.
"I do!" Nicky said back, nodding gently.
Mike looked at him, doe eyed. "But... it'll hurt you!" he said, his obstinance giving way to concern.
Nicky just reached out and gently took Mike's hand. He stared him in the eye and nodded.
Mike glanced briefly to Chris, who gave a very clear `it's your call' shrug.
"They said..." Mike started, but the words caught in his throat and he shook his head again.
Chris took a deep breath, held Mike tightly with one hand and placed the other on Nicky's shoulder. "They were talking about you and Matthew and they said... that the wrong twin died and they wished Matthew was still around!"
Nicky just stared blankly for a few seconds before flopping back from his kneeling position to sit flat on the ground.
"Are you... okay?" Mike asked with obvious concern.
Nicky took a sharp intake of breath, having not even realised he was holding it, then nodded as he looked back and said, "Yeah, they definitely deserved a punch!" He laughed weakly but it soon dissolved into tears. The other two were on him in moments.
Several minutes and a lot of tears later, all three had calmed substantially, though they remained tightly gripped onto each other.
"We made a promise!" Mike whispered. "We promised we'd be friends if we broke up. I really wanna do that! Can we do it please?"
"Totally!" Nicky insisted.
"That sounds good to me, Mikey!" Chris whispered.
SLAP! Nicky's hand reached round and swatted Chris' rear.
Mike immediately jumped away, looking shocked.
"He's training me to stop calling you Mikey!" Chris explained with a snigger. "I'll get there eventually!"
"Actually," Mike said, frowning a little. "I... think I'd... like it if you started calling me Mikey again!"
"Are you FUCKING kidding me!" Chris said, shaking his head in sheer frustration as Nicky burst into laughter.
"Look," Josh said with a shrug as he looked round at Danny. "All I'm saying is... Rob does it with the rugby team and... are you saying you're too GOOD for it? The rest of the rugby team might have something to say about that!"
Danny growled in annoyance, sticking his head under the shower to buy himself a few moments to prepare a response as he knew Josh was goading him. They were in the shower room of the Sports Complex, the entire room filled with the loud chatter and splashing of so many showers happening at once.
"Wait, what have I missed?" Mark asked from the other side of Danny, shaking his head like a dog emerging from a puddle.
"Danny being a coward!" Josh taunted.
"Hey!" Brian objected on behalf of his boyfriend as he showered a short distance away. "Danny may be a lot of things – an exhibitionist, a slut, an idiot – but he is NOT a coward!" Brian said, with a huge grin.
"Wow, thanks for that," Danny grunted in annoyance.
"Then why won't he take the bet?" Josh demanded.
"What bet?" Mark asked, still a little lost.
Josh smirked slightly, knowing that bringing in a third party to the discussion was likely to work in his favour. "Rob has this thing with the rugby team, where he lets them give him like, a task or a dare or something as a reward for winning tournament matches," he explained, "And I think Danny should offer the football team the same thing!"
A few of the other Year 9 boys nearby jeered their agreement as they heard the explanation.
"Look, if we're gonna win matches, it's because we're the better team and we're well prepared," Danny insisted, feeling his cock twitch a little at the thought of the things the rugby team had made Rob do. "We're not gonna win matches just so that I'll do stupid, embarrassing things!"
"Yeah, he'll do stupid embarrassing things regardless of the result!" Brian chimed in, getting a laugh from both his own nearby teammates and the younger Year 9 boys around Danny. As Danny glared back at him furiously, he smiled sweetly and said, "Love you!"
"Oh my god, look!" Josh suddenly called out, pointing at Danny's crotch. "He's actually getting a boner from just thinking about it!"
"Oh my god, shut up!" Danny hissed angrily, turning to face the wall.
"Hey, don't be mean!" Mark said, frowning at Josh as he shook his head.
"Thanks," Danny said quietly as he shampooed his hair.
"No problem," Mark smiled. He looked to Josh and said, "It's not Danny's fault HE'S GOT A BONER!" He yelled the last few words, alerting more people to Danny's embarrassment.
It was actually not that humiliating, or unusual, to pop a boner in the showers. With a hundred naked teens dotted around, showering, most of whom enjoyed the sight of other naked teens, things like that `popped up' often, but Danny was now caught in a cycle of embarrassment caused by arousal and arousal caused by embarrassment. Scowling at Mark now, he muttered, "I think I liked you better when I didn't like you!" and got a laugh in response.
"You DO know the easy way to get rid of it, right?" Josh asked, sniggering.
"No!" Danny snapped immediately.
"Wouldn't be the first time I've seen you knock one out in the showers," Mark added, "And I've only been here two months!"
"I hate you all," Danny grumbled, putting his head under the shower to wash the shampoo away, eyes closed.
"Do it!" he suddenly heard in his ear.
Pulling back and wiping the water and suds from his face so he could open his eyes, Danny looked round to see Brian stood beside him. "Wh... what?" he asked nervously.
"Do it!" Brian repeated in a low growl. "Jerk off. Please. It'll turn me on SO much!"
Brian moved back across to his own shower as the nearby boys continued the pretence of showering while watching to see what would happen.
Danny scowled at the fact Brian had an erection now and nobody said a word. The same went for Josh and, although he couldn't see it, them, he suspected many others were in a similar state and none of them were getting teased, or taunted... or tempted. "Fuck," he muttered as he stared at his naked and aroused boyfriend.
Both reluctantly and eagerly... if eager reluctance is actually a thing... Danny took hold of his boner and was immediately surrounded by cheers. The noise inevitably drew more attention, not only from the remainder of the students in their section of the shower room, but drawing a few more students from other areas who stepped round the partition to see what was going on.
"Yeah, go Captain Danny!" "Jerk it!" "He's hot!" "Check out that ass!" were just some of the comments Danny could make out over the noise as he started rapidly jerking off. He suddenly found himself faced with something that was both blessing and curse... if a cursed blessing is actually a thing. Putting on the show for half the school's football players was exciting. That meant he could feel the orgasm building quickly, so his embarrassment would be short-lived. Conversely, cumming quickly brought with it its own reputation and embarrassment!
Torn between avoiding looking premature and just wanting it to be over with, Danny slowed his hand a little, feeling release constantly just a few strokes away. The cheering and hollering crowd around him was just a mass of wet, naked bodies and unashamed erections, but Danny found it hard to focus on any in particular in his excited and mortified state... if mortified excitement is a... well, you get the idea, his feelings were mixed!
"Do it!" the words carried across all the rest of the noise, a single instruction from the most important voice in the crowd.
Zeroing in on Brian, Danny gave a brief smile before letting out an excitable moan as his load erupted from his straining cock.
The crowd went wild once again, but the cheers suddenly cut short as the students dispersed like cockroaches when a light is turned on when they heard "Ahem!" from the entrance. Mr Cunningham was stood there looking thoroughly bemused by the scattering students and ejaculating Danny.
"Unnh, hi... sir!" Danny grunted. "I was just..." he paused as the students who remained nearby sniggered, waiting for his excuse. Rolling his eyes, he shook his head and said, "Yeah, I got nothing. I was wanking sir!" He shrugged as the other boys burst into laughter at the exhausted candour.
"Yes, I can see that!" Mr Cunningham said with a slight smirk. Nodding to the area between the two rows of showers that was streaked with white goo, he said, "Clean that up before you leave. Nobody wants to be stepping in your... emissions!"
The choice of words set the rest of the students laughing even more loudly as the teacher shook his head and turned to walk away, the commotion now returning to normal volume levels.
"So this is just, like... a normal day for you?" Mark asked, somewhat bemused by the whole thing.
"This is my life!" Danny replied, half amused and half humiliated... and humiliating amusement is DEFINITELY a thing!
With Mike heading off to shower and change out of his football kit and Nicky heading off to Diving Club, Chris had decided to wait for the other football players so they could walk back the Home Building together. Standing outside the door to the locker room, Josh, Danny, Mark, Adrian and Kyle emerged together, chattering amongst themselves.
"Hey guys!" Chris said as he approached, smiling at each of them.
"Danny just jerked off in the shower in front of a bunch of football players and Mr Cunningham saw him cum!" Josh suddenly yelped out before anyone could even say hello back.
As the others burst into laughter once again, Danny shook his head and asked, "Are you just gonna tell, like... everyone?"
Josh pursed his lips as he thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yeah, pretty much!"
"Mikey just went in to shower if you wanna go tell him!" Chris said, grinning at Danny's obvious displeasure. He hadn't really thought about what he was saying, but briefly saw Josh flinch at the mention of the name.
"Yeah," Josh said, pouting slightly. "Actually I... think I will!"
Chris watched Josh head back into the locker room, hoping he hadn't just started something bad as the others just laughed more at Danny's humiliation.
"Hey, don't you mean Mike, not Mikey!" Adrian corrected Chris.
Chris rolled his eyes, shook his head and said, "Long story!" Turning his gaze back to Danny, he realised this was a prime opportunity to get him alone. "Hey, can we... talk?" he asked softly.
"Sure!" Danny nodded. He looked to the other three, but paused as he looked at Mark, "Actually, can you join us?"
Chris and Mark exchanged a brief glance before Mark nodded and smiled.
"Oh, just us then!" Kyle declared, looping his arm through Adrian's playfully.
Danny suppressed a smirk as he saw Adrian blush, knowing about the unspoken attraction between the two. "Have fun, fellas," he said slightly teasingly, getting a momentary glare from Adrian as they walked away. "Come on then," he urged Mark and Chris, heading out of the building.
Chris took the lead as they got outside and ended up leading them back to virtually the same spot where he had sat earlier with Mikey and Nicky.
"Well," Mark said after a prolonged silence between them all, "This is every bit as awkward as I thought it'd be. Thanks SO much for inviting me!"
"Shut up," Danny sniggered, playfully punching Mark's arm.
Chris frowned a little at the interaction. It was the most he had seen the two ever talk outside of football practice. "You guys seem... good!" he said, a little curious.
"Yeah, well, I kinda stopped being all... ME and... it just kinda happened!" Danny explained.
Mark chuckled as Chris continued to look confused.
"Okay, I'll give you the short version cos dick-face here has already heard it!" Danny said, gesturing to Mark.
"Dick-face?" Mark exclaimed in shock.
Chris grinned. "Believe me, it's a term of endearment. It means he likes you!" he explained.
"And I totally meant it," Danny added with a wicked grin.
"I feel like I say this way too often now, but... this place is SO weird!" Mark said, smiling a little too.
"Anyway, short version... I was a crazy person, felt like Mark was replacing me, held it against him, but we talked and cleared the air and now we're good!" Danny said, cutting the full story down massively, if only to save his own embarrassment.
"Oh no," Mark said, shaking his head. "No no no," he added, still shaking. "You're missing the REALLY crazy part!"
"Ah, come on," Danny whined, cocking his head as he looked pleadingly at Mark.
"He was..." Mark paused as he looked to Danny and asked, "What did you call it? Giving us space?" He got an eye roll from Danny. "Because he was trying to be a good friend and NOT get in the way of me and you getting together!"
"Me and you... together?" Chris asked, shocked. He stared at Danny and said, "No!"
"Eww!" Mark added.
"No!" Chris repeated.
"Eww!" Mark added again.
"Just... no!" Chris said, shaking his head, then suddenly glared at Mark and snapped, "And if you say eww one more time I'm slapping you so hard you'll land back at King Edwards!"
"Sorry," Mark smirked, keeping Chris's gaze for a moment. As soon as he looked away, Mark muttered, "Eww!"
As Chris looked at him furiously, Danny burst into laughter. "Ya see!" he said, still chuckling. "You two are GREAT together. Can you see how I thought... what I thought?"
"No!" they snapped in unison.
"I was just being his friend!" Chris insisted.
"Cos I really needed one!" Mark said, nudging Chris as he gave a shy but grateful smile.
"And it was YOUR fault I was doing it!" Chris said accusingly to Danny.
Danny and Mark looked at each other, confused. Shaking his head, Danny said, "Yeah, I'm gonna need you to talk me through that one!"
The smile quickly dropped from Chris' face, the whole atmosphere suddenly changing.
As Mark looked back and forth between the other two, he climbed to his feet and said, "Appreciate you bringing me with you to clear the air or whatever," he gave Danny a grateful nod, "But this feels like it's more a... Chris and Danny thing now, right?"
"Yeah, I think so," Danny said softly.
Giving Danny a quick fist bump and mussing Chris' hair, Mark headed home.
Danny shuffled round, both of them sitting cross-legged, their knees touching as they faced each other. Chris was staring down at his hands, so Danny reached across, placed the side of one finger under Chris' chin and gently lifted his face to force eye contact. "Come on bud, talk me through it!"
"It's stupid," Chris said with a shrug. He sighed softly and said, "Last year, when you were... gone... I did my best to keep going but... sometimes I'd have a really difficult moment and I ended up dealing with them by asking myself... what would Danny do?"
"Aww," Danny said softly, stroking Chris' knee.
Chris gave a meek smile and said, "It helped. A lot. I mean, not just in figuring out what to do, but also... making me feel like you were still with me." He was blushing heavily as he spoke.
"That's... kind of amazing," Danny said, feeling genuinely touched.
"And then it came to this year and... things were... horrible and I was ready to just LET things be horrible, because I kinda felt like I never get to just... feel my feelings," Chris explained, "But then there was Mark, and he was new and obviously scared and struggling and I asked myself... what would Danny do, and helping him just came naturally from that. And the more it went on, the more I kept thinking that being a good friend to him and making sure he was happy and settled in and felt safe was what YOU'D do, but it was kinda confusing cos you were there and it wasn't what you were doing! But it seemed like it should be!"
"Yeah, I..." Danny started, exhaling slowly as he thought. "I know I shoulda done things differently!"
"And then... you started... spending less and less time with me," Chris continued, getting visibly upset, "And my birthday happened and... we didn't... do the thing..." He stopped talking barely keeping it together.
Almost in tears himself, Danny leaned in and grabbed Chris, holding him tightly for a few moments as they both took a moment to compose themselves.
"I'm sorry," Danny said as they parted. "It's partly what... Mark said about the whole... giving you space thing. I really thought you wanted to be with him, and I thought letting you do that was... what you wanted!"
"That's just fucking stupid!" Chris said, frowning, then chuckled a little at his own bluntness. "I mean... even if I DID want to be with him, why would that mean I stop spending time with you. Having a boyfriend doesn't mean giving up your friends, does it?"
"No," Danny said sheepishly, "But I guess... the other part..." he paused, not wanting to admit something that he had previously been accused of.
"Yeah?" Chris prompted when Danny remained silent.
"I guess... I kinda felt... I don't know, I guess..." Danny paused again, staring down at his fidgeting hands.
"Yeah?" Chris urged him, returning the earlier gesture as he now forced Danny to look at him.
"Please don't hate me for this," Danny said shakily, "But... I guess it bothered me that you weren't completely dedicated to ME. Like, even when you were with Kyle or with Nickey and Mike..."
"Mikey!" Chris corrected.
"What?" Danny asked.
"Nothing, go on," Chris urged.
"Even then, it felt like..." Danny paused, huffing at his own feelings as he looked down. Raising his gaze again he finally finished, "Like I was still the centre of your world, which I know is completely selfish and... and... stupid and... even more selfish, but... it was how it felt and I liked it! And you probably think I'm the worst person in the world for even thinking that!"
"No!" Chris said flatly, shaking his head as he pouted a little. He reached out and took Danny's hand. "You remember summer break after year seven, when you told me about you and Brian?" Danny nodded silently and Chris went on, "That's... how I felt about you then too! Annoyed that I wasn't the centre of YOUR world anymore!"
"Wow!" Danny exclaimed in surprise. "Seriously?"
Chris nodded. "But if I'd known all of this was gonna happen, I probably wouldn't have made myself feel quite so guilty about it!" He gave a slight chuckle and lop-sided smile.
"I'm sorry if I... ever made you feel bad!" Danny said meekly.
"That's stupid!" Chris said, frowning.
"Wow, thanks," Danny said, looking a little bewildered.
"No, I mean... you're apologising for... falling in love. That'd be like me apologising for being friends with Mark!" Chris explained.
"Hnnh, fair point," Danny nodded.
The two sat in silence for a few moments as they thought things over.
"So... where does this leave us?" Danny asked nervously.
Chris shrugged as he said, "I guess the same place we've always been... best mates... and that's all!"
"No," Danny said, shaking his head as his face screwed up in disagreement. "That's not all. It'll never BE all. We're..." he paused, trying to think. "Is there a word for soulmates if you don't believe in souls?"
"Flerkle!" Chris answered immediately.
"That's..." Danny went to argue, but the conviction with which Chris said it made him doubt his own as he asked, "Is that... really a thing?"
Chris shrugged and said, "It is now!"
"Oh, so... we're flerkles, are we?" Danny asked, amused but not opposed to the term.
"Flerkle!" Chris corrected him. "Singular. Flerkle is what we are together, we're not separate flerkles!"
"No, cos... that would be silly!" Danny said a little sarcastically, shaking his head.
"It would!" Chris insisted. As silence returned for a second, Chris sighed and said, "Honestly, you're... NOT the centre of my world, but... you're definitely the biggest part of it!"
"Wow, you calling me fat?" Danny sniggered, feeling a little emotionally overwhelmed.
"No, I was trying to be nice, ya langer!" Chris snapped, then leaned to the side to look at Danny and added, "But now you mention it, that ass..."
"I'm not even gonna pretend to be offended by that," Danny chuckled, taking Chris' hand. As the sniggering died down, he said quietly, "You're the biggest part of my world too... ya big langer!"
Mikey spotted Josh sat on the bench near his locker, waiting for him as he headed back from the shower. He hesitated for a moment. After finally talking to Nicky and Chris properly, he was thinking clearer than ever but he felt a slight haze threaten to close in on his mind as he contemplated what Josh might be there for. Taking a few breaths to try and compose himself, he walked up and said a quiet, "Hey!"
"Hi!" Josh said, smiling, but only just.
"Are you mad at me?" Mikey asked anxiously as he started drying off to try and distract himself from his nervousness.
"No," Josh said, shaking his head. "Are you mad at me?" he asked in return.
Mikey frowned as he shook his head and answered, "No!"
They both looked at each other, unsure what way this would go. Would one of them (probably Josh, considering Mikey was naked) run away? Was another fist fight about to break out? Were they going to... touch each other again? Neither seemed to know... or dared to ask.
Josh huffed, shook his head to clear it and said, "Wanna just... NOT talk about it and go back to being mates?"
Mikey thought for a moment as he grabbed his t-shirt and said a confident, "Yeah!"
"Cool!" Josh said happily as Mikey began to get dressed. "Oh hey, guess what!" he said with a grin. As Mikey looked at him quizzically before his head disappeared into the t-shirt, Josh said, "Danny jerked off in the shower in front of EVERYONE and Mr Cunningham saw him cum!"
"No way!" Mikey giggled as his head popped out the top of the t-shirt. He thought for a moment and nodded as he said, "Wait, it's Danny. That's just, like, a normal Monday!" As Josh giggled, Mikey asked, "So are you just going round telling everyone?"
Josh pursed his lips as he looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yeah... wanna help?"
"Totally!" Mikey said with a wicked grin.
"I'm really pleased for you!" Will said excitedly as he gave Nicky a hug, though it was briefly awkward with them both being near-naked in their diving club speedos.
"Oh? Got good news?" Angel asked as he approached, followed by Froggy. "You finally reached twelve inches?" he added with a smirk, looking at Nicky's sizeable bulge.
Will looked momentarily horrified that the younger boy would comment on Nicky's endowment, knowing the issues he had about it. It was only when Nicky smirked and playfully swatted the back of Angel's head that he realised it was okay to laugh. "No, not yet," he said with a grin. "But he DID finally make up with his ex!" As Angel and Froggy looked at him, knowing the history between the two, Will added, "His OTHER ex!"
"I'm too young to have this many exes," Nicky muttered.
"That's great news," Angel said, though his smile quickly dropped.
"WILL!" Mr Francis called out, gathering up the Year 12 and 13 divers.
"Catch ya later," Will said before running off as Nicky flashed him a smile.
"I guess this means... we won't be seeing as much of you now," Angel said, trying to sound okay but looking clearly unhappy about it.
"Why?" Nicky asked, shrugging curiously.
"Well you only started hanging out with us cos you needed to get away from the shitstorm in your dorm," Froggy said bluntly. "If the shitstorm's over, back you go, right?"
"Wait, you guys..." Nicky started, looking at the two Year 8s sadly, "You think I was just using you as, like, a back-up?"
"Not a back-up!" Froggy said, shaking his head as he looked at Angel.
"Yeah," Angel agreed looking back, before turning to Nicky to add, "More like... a placeholder!"
"Aww," Nicky said with a slight chuckle. He reached out to pat both of the smaller boys patronisingly on the head as he said, "You're both as smart as you are hung!"
"Oy!" Froggy complained.
Angel smirked and said, "If you think that's an insult, then you're really just insulting yourself!" As Froggy looked at him, a little lost, he grinned to Nicky and said, "He'll catch on eventually!"
"Could be a while," Nicky teased. "But seriously, you guys are awesome, I love hanging out with you... especially if you're gonna be playing more games that involve you running round naked!"
"Ha!" Froggy cackled, pointing at Angel who had been forced to streak all the way back to his dorm thanks to a game they had played a while back, bumping into Nicky on the way.
"Oh," Angel said, smiling cockily rather than getting embarrassed. "Still... thinking about that, are you?"
"Erm... well..." Nicky stuttered.
"Ha!" Froggy cackled, turning to point at Nicky now.
"Probably just super-horny lately," Angel shrugged, raising an eyebrow before adding, "Which is why he's hooking up with total randos!"
Nicky's jaw dropped a little before he demanded, "How d'you know about that?"
"I heard it from Logan who heard it from his brother in year twelve who's hooking up with Riley!" Angel explained.
Nicky just shook his head and shrugged a little.
"Riley's your rando's big brother!" Angel stated, as if it was obvious.
Nicky smirked, remembering what Chris had mentioned about Albie (a.k.a. `the rando') getting off with his brother at Kinkswood, but didn't say anything about it. Instead he just asked, "How do you even KNOW this many people?"
"Some of us have a social circle OUTSIDE of our own dorms!" Angel smirked.
"Hmm, maybe I SHOULD be expanding my `social circle'," Nicky said, slightly mocking the choice of terms.
Once again, rather than responding to the poor attempt at teasing, Angel grinned and pointed to Nicky's crotch as he said, "With that thing, it's OUR circles that are gonna be getting expanded!"
As Nicky snorted with laughter, Froggy frowned and said, "I don't get it!" which just made the other two laugh even more.
"Still thinking about that, are you?" Nicky asked, attempting one more tease by using Angel's own words against him.
Angel just stared Nicky dead in the eye for a moment and stated, "Yes! Yes, I am!" As Nicky just stared back, looking somewhere between surprised and amused, Angel cocked his head and said, "I sometimes wonder what might have happened that first day we met if I hadn't... accidentally embarrassed you!" He seemed reluctant to mention the day that had started off several months of bullying against Nicky but looked relieved when Nicky smiled back at him.
"Yeah, me too!" Nicky said quietly.
Froggy felt a little left out, so he leaned in and added jokingly, "I was also there!" He looked back and forth between the other two who burst into giggles.
"Whadda you say we hit the showers early?" Angel asked, nodding towards the locker room.
"Yeah, I'm kinda tired, I could do with an early night," Nicky nodded, looking serious.
"Oh," Angel pouted. "I actually meant..."
"I know what you meant, ya lil idiot. C'mon," Nicky sniggered as he threw an arm around each of the two younger boys and headed for the locker room.
By the time the three boys got into the shower room, they were the only ones in there, the evening's activities elsewhere in the Sports Complex still in progress. They headed in completely normally, taking three showers side-by-side in the back corner of the room, which they turned on and quickly started washing off, though all of them had wandering eyes as they cleaned off.
"So is it still growing?" Froggy asked curiously, looking at Nicky's meaty cock flopping around, slowly stiffening from both the attention and the naked boys either side of him.
"Duh, of course, it's called an erection!" Angel teased from the opposite side.
"So funny," Froggy said dryly. "You knew what I meant, right?" he asked, looking to Nicky who smirked and nodded.
"It's not like I get an email saying `all done' so... maybe it HAS finally stopped," Nicky said, feeling a strange rush of nervousness, followed by proudness for overcoming it as he spoke so openly about what had been a source of embarrassment for years. "But... it probably hasn't," he added with a shrug.
Froggy pouted as he looked down. His own erection was not undersized for his age, standing at a firm ten centimetres, but the fact Nicky's dick had been bigger than that even before he started getting aroused made him feel a little inadequate. Nicky only being a year older but nearly half a metre taller just added to the feeling.
On the other side, Angel seemed to have no such issue, standing a good ten centimetres taller than his best friend. While his cock was still nowhere near Nicky's size, it was a clear couple of centimetres longer than Froggy's and a touch thicker. In a way, it was a source of embarrassment for him within his dorm. The only black boy in the dorm being more hung than the seven white boys he shared with actually fit an stereotype he had already heard enough times to hate, only adding to hi9s feeling of differentness. While Nicky's struggle was not the same one, it had enough similarities to make him feel like the older boy at least understood a little of what it was like to not be the same as his friend. It was one of the reasons he had become so attached.
Realising Froggy needed a little reassurance, Nicky looked him up and down and said, "You're definitely bigger than most of the other guys in my dorm were at your age!" It wasn't necessarily true, but he didn't know for certain it was wrong, so he didn't feel too bad saying it if it gave the boy a boost.
"Really?" Froggy said, clearly delighted. "Most of the guys in your dorm are so hot!"
"Frog, you think the guys in EVERY dorm are hot!" Angel said with a smirk as he shook his head.
"True," Froggy admitted, "But your dorm is definitely one of the best!" he said, looking back to Nicky.
"Oh yeah? Anyone in particular?" Nicky asked.
Before Froggy could answer, Angel chimed in with, "A bit of everyone. He said he'd want your dick, Danny's butt..."
"Angel!" Froggy hissed, looking mortified.
"Chris' smile, Rob's nipples..." Angel went on.
"Oh my god!" Froggy groaned.
"David's hair, Josh's legs!" Angel smirked. "Mike's freckles and Mark's body!" he finished.
"Fuck me, it's like Frankenstein's porn star!" Nicky sniggered, but quickly switched to a frown as he snapped at Froggy, "Just my dick? Rude!"
"I coulda given the same answer Angel did," Froggy shrugged.
"Don't!" Angel snapped, glaring nervously at his best friend.
"Oh. Oh, you have to tell me now!" Nicky said, eyes widening.
As Angel sighed, finally looking embarrassed for the first time that evening, Froggy was holding back laughter as he said, "Well the question was to make a perfect guy using bits from guys in your dorm, and it comes to Angel's turn and he just says... Nicky, just as he is!"
"Awwwwww," Nicky said, smiling broadly as he turned to a thoroughly humiliated-looking Angel.
"Shut up," Angel pouted.
"That's no way to speak to the perfect guy, is it!" Nicky taunted.
"You're both dickheads!" Angel said moodily.
"Would playing with my dick make you feel better?" Nicky asked coyly.
Angel suddenly grinned and replied, "Well it wouldn't make me feel worse, so I'm willing to give it a go!"
"Hashtag so brave," Nicky sniggered as the boy eagerly grabbed his dick.
"Hey, whadda you know," Froggy said, reaching out as well, "There's enough for both of us!" he added as his hand also wrapped round the huge phallus.
Nicky let out a happy moan as he felt the two hands on his dick. He raised his own hands and said, "Hey, look at this. Two hands and two dicks. You know what that means!"
"This is about to become the best maths lesson ever?" Angel asked with a snigger.
As Nicky laughed, he reached down and grabbed both boys' dicks. They felt strange in his hand, as any dick aside from his own seemed to lately, he was so unused to touching anyone but himself. The size difference was what he noticed the most. His fingers didn't fully reach around his own girthy shaft, but easily met as he stroked the two younger boys.
"I wonder," Angel mused as he stood jerking Nicky off along with Froggy, "If this is what had happened when we first met, where would we be now?"
"Probably here, but with Nicky... what did you call it... expanding our social circles?" Froggy laughed, still not really getting it but proud when he made his best friend laugh.
"I don't think about that stuff," Nicky said, shaking his head. He had spent too many years going over every `what if' about his brother and all it had done was make him a miserable, neurotic mess. "What happened last year, happened last year. I like where I am now, and if I had to deal with you little bastards to get here, it was worth it!"
"I wanna be as smart as you when I grow up!" Angel said in genuine admiration.
"I'd be happy just growing!" Froggy pouted. The other two laughed but didn't reply, all three of them focusing on the finishing their group wank before others started coming in to shower.
"Could you... cum on me!" Angel requested, looking a little sheepish as he did so.
"Sure," Nicky said, nodding happily. "Get down!" he instructed.
As Nicky let go of Angel's dick, he did the same in return and started stroking himself eagerly as he knelt in front of the other two. Seeing the boy staring up, waiting for his load, sent a shudder of pleasure through Nicky who nudged Froggy's hand away and stroked himself rapidly, pushing himself over the edge. Moments later, he was shooting streaks of white across Angel's face, contrasting against the darkness of his skin. "Damn that's hot," he growled as he watched the boy grinning.
"Can I do that too?" Froggy asked hopefully, now jerking himself off too.
"Sure," Angel said, shuffling over as Froggy began to shoot, a second load added to Angel's' face.
"Do me, do me, do me!" Froggy said eagerly, dropping to his knees as he watched Angel jerk off. Angel happily stood and returned the favour, spurting a surprisingly hefty load over his friend's cheek and forehead.
"Damn, you two are too cute!" Nicky giggled as he watched the two curiously prodding at the cum on each other's faces.
"Hey," Josh whispered, leaning to the side. "Did you hear? Danny jerked off in the showers in front of the ENTIRE school and then he shot his load over Mr Cunningham!"
Danny slowly turned his head to glare at Josh, shook it slightly and asked, "You DO know I AM Danny, right?"
"Yeah, but now I've officially told EVERYONE!" Josh said, beaming proudly.
"Plus it wasn't the whole school and I did NOT cum on Mr C!" Danny scowled, trying to ignore the sniggering coming from elsewhere in the dorm.
"Hey!" Josh snapped, relaxing back in his seat. "Don't mess with my process!" he insisted. "I don't tell YOU how to jerk off in public, so YOU don't tell me how to gossip!"
"I... I think I ACTUALLY hate you!" Danny said, absolutely bewildered.
Josh leaned back in, grabbed Danny's arm, nuzzled against him and said, "That might be easier to believe if I didn't know you love me!"
Danny stared back, trying to stay annoyed but ended up smirking as he muttered, "Damn you, you... loveable little scamp!"
"Ain't that a type of seafood?" Mikey asked, sounding sincere.
"No, that's scampi!" David corrected him.
"Wait, what are we talking about?" Rob asked, having been busy texting Luke during Josh's teasing.
"Fish, I think!" Nicky shrugged.
"I..." Rob started, thoroughly lost. He just shook his head and returned to texting.
Mark laughed aloud, prompting a lot of eyes to suddenly turn his way. He shrunk inwards a little, not used to so much attention... mainly because this was virtually the only time outside of the Dining Hall that all of the dorm had spent any time as a group. "Sorry, just... I kinda get it now!"
"Yeah, you'd get it!" Josh sniggered playfully. As attention turned back to him, a lot of confused stares coming his way, he just shrugged and said, "Yeah, I don't even know what I mean anymore. Carry on!"
"I just meant... this dorm... and... and you guys," Mark said, beginning to feel a little silly for even starting what he was saying. As everyone continued to look at him quizzically, he said, "So many of the others said how lucky I was when they found out I was joining this dorm, but... I didn't really see it. Umm... no offence!"
"When has anything followed by the words `no offence' NOT been offensive?" Nicky asked, holding back a smirk. Sat at his side, Mark looked ready to try and defend himself until Nicky added, "But that said, yeah, we've been a right bunch of moody fuckers this term!"
"Preach, sistah!" David called out, getting a lot of bemused and bewildered smirks.
"So d'you think this was it?" Rob asked thoughtfully. "Was this, like... year nine's BIG DRAMA?"
"Nah," Josh said, shaking his head. "This was more like... a medium drama!" There were murmurs of agreement.
"Who says there's only one big drama per year anyway?" David asked with a shrug.
"Yeah, I mean I know year seven had Josh's whole... thing," Mikey reasoned, "But there was also Chris and Danny's online sex show!"
"What!" Mark exclaimed in shock.
"Oh please!" Josh scoffed. "That was NOT a big drama. That barely counts as a medium!"
"Heyyy!" Chris whined.
"And don't even think about suggesting Chris running away!" Josh added, ignoring the complaint. "That was barely a blip on the dramama-mometer... dramamamamma... dramamimeter... thing you'd measure drama on!"
"I raise my what' to a huh'?" Mark said quietly.
"They felt pretty damn dramatic," Chris pouted, folding his arms moodily.
"Sorry, mister," Nicky said, shaking his head as he put an arm around Chris. "We officially have two BIG dramas – The Accident and The Incident!"
"Agreed!" Rob nodded back at him. "So are we agreed this stuff so far was not the big drama and do we still think we're due one?"
"If we have one, and I'm not saying we will, it'll DEFINITELY involve Danny. It always does!" Nicky said with a smirk.
"Not always!" Danny objected, pouting a little.
"Mate..." Chris said, shaking his head in obvious disagreement.
"Ugh, fine," Danny huffed. "Ya know what. Not this year! In fact, I'm gonna sit right here and not move until year ten! That'll show the lot of ya!" The rest of the dorm sniggered quietly.
"If you're just sitting there," David interjected, frowning slightly, "Wouldn't that mean you'll eventually just, like, die of thirst or starvation or something? That'd be... a pretty big drama!"
As the rest of the dorm burst into laughter, Danny scowled and muttered, "I hate you all!" Despite his annoyance, he ended up laughing along with the others soon enough.
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed. New chapters will post weekly, so be back same time next week for more!
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If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links
The Kingswood Saga
Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/
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The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
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Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
One-shots
The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity